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Danijela Manoilov Style Educator

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Danijela Manoilov Style Educator

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02/09/2026

Yesterday marked the beginning of a new academic year in Slovenia. For me, the 18th first day of school in my teaching career.

There is something I love about the fact that after all these years, a new academic year can still feel like an occasion. Despite having lived that particular occasion many times, I still choose to meet it with a little ceremony.

So I dressed for it. A beautiful dress by a local Italian designer and a belt by a local Slovenian designer (and apparently quite a lot of glow as summer heat just refuses to end).

I felt happy. I felt proud. I felt very much myself.
Maybe that is what personal style can do at its best; it says "this matters to me, and I showed up for it."

P.S. Slide 2 comes courtesy of my newly appointed official Instagram photographer, who is seven years old and accepts payment primarily in homemade icecream.

30/08/2026

Сыграем?
Shall we play?

For all of you who watched the Netflix series, you might remember this is the final invitation in The Queen’s Gambit. (Does the book end on the same note? Can't remember after three years.).

After all the tournaments, the grand rooms, the formidable opponents (the retro outfits!) and the relentless pursuit of mastery, Beth Harmon sits down at a chessboard in a Moscow park and returns to something much simpler: play.

I thought about that scene during my latest colour analysis this weekend.
We discovered a palette with extraordinary depth; dark, almost solemn shades. And then, as we kept draping, something else appeared: baby pink, lime yellow, cheeky red. Colours with lightness and mischief.

Depth and playfulness, side by side.
And I realised how much I love when a colour analysis reveals precisely this kind of apparent contradiction.

We sometimes speak about personal style as though finding ourselves means reducing ourselves to one coherent adjective: elegant, dramatic, minimal, romantic, serious.

But people are rarely that tidy.

And that is something I truly love in colour analysis. Yes, I am looking at undertones, contrast, saturation, what happens to the skin and the eyes when a particular colour comes close to the face.
But somewhere in that process, colours sometimes begin to tell a much more interesting story; there are many ways to be ourselves.

Swipe, and the palette changes its tone.
It is still the same woman.

Сыграем? ♟️

20/08/2026

To my right is someone whom both me and my (biological) sister consider the acquired middle sister. Smart, cute, witty as hell, tea connoisseur.

Years ago I did her colour analysis and since then she has allowed me into her wardrobe, into her personal style.

Yesterday she accused me of getting her hooked on "expensive clothes". Somewhere along the way, this escalated into us owning the same jeans, the same dress, and apparently having no respect whatsoever for the ancient female rule that you must NEVER knowingly show up wearing the same thing.

So naturally, we coordinated outfits and went for ice cream. Sisters, but make it wardrobe convergence.

18/08/2026

Still wearing that slightly saintly glow bestowed upon me by a summer I did not particularly consent to. 😭

But somewhere after the 15th of August, every year, something shifts. The light changes, I can step out on the balcony in the morning and feel a bit of that morning chill on my skin and, most beautifully, I can breathe again (both literally and metaphorically).

And although summer is very much still here, I begin listening for autumn.

So I put on Balašević and I become sentimental about rain, even if it was just a short shower (and the air got even more humid after that 😭😭).

A dear friend of mine calls me "jesensko dekle", which is Slovene for "autumn girl", or even "autumn child", allowing for some poetry in the translation.

Perhaps that term of endearment is the simplest explanation of my essence.
Autumn isn't merely my favourite season. It feels like the season of my soul.

12/07/2026

In a recent poll in my stories 80% of you told me your wardrobes are overflowing, and you seemed to be genuinely surprised mine is (only) one metre wide.

I don't necessarily strive for minimalism, but I do strive for intention.

06/07/2026

You have survived through the first heatwave of this summer, changed your underwear twice today, applied sunscreen even during nighttime, considered moving into the fridge...

Now for the least glamorous summer accessory:
Emergency information on your phone.

I know, very un-hot-girl of me. But summer has a funny way of reminding us that we are, in fact, fragile mammals.

Heat waves, long drives, swimming in the sea. Plus, the not-just-summer-related facts like parents getting older, us getting older.. .

I finally put my emergency information on my phone the other day: blood type, emergency contacts and other relevant medical information.

At 43 I can hardly get by with "I am too young and beautiful to die" (at least I hope I am "too moderately-funny to die" ☺️), thus the (middle-aged) Mediterranean hot girl tip of the day is: hydrate, wear breathable underwear, and maybe spend five minutes setting up your emergency information.

Future-you (and possibly someone else) might be very grateful. if we're going to melt in this heat, at least let's be administratively prepared. 😭☀️

13/06/2026

This is a public service announcement: dry underwear is not a, luxury!

While social media thinks summer looks like linen dresses, aperitivo and sunset, what is actually happening is emergency panty rotation.

I rarely miss a chance to express how much I dislike summer heat; I am Balkan-Mediterranean by origin, I sweat, plus I tend to move around the city on my bike a lot Add drastic changes of temperature in some (most?) indoor spaces, courtesy of AC, and you get one very unhappy bladder.

In high temperatures underwear gets damp.
It shall be changed.
Spare underwear shall be carried around in bags as part of summer emergency kits, along with blister patches, water and hope.

Dry underwear is self-care.

03/06/2026

I do like make-up. In the past, I would mainly just put foundation on and a bit of mascara, but in recent years my younger sister - who possibly does not think highly of my natural beauty 😅 and is also a make-up enthusiast - has got me excited about lipsticks, eyeshadows and all that jazz.

I have been living in Italy for about 5 years now and recently I have been learning something new: the base changes everything. Hydration, glow, skin preparation, texture, light.

Obviously, skincare is not distinctively an Italian thing, but here in Italy, in the town where I live, I have discovered people, places and beauty rituals that very much suit my Balkan/Mediterranean face: threading (“filo arabo” in Italian), cleansing oils, soft luminosity, fragrance layered onto skin.

I am not about Scandi minimalism, but I am not into heavy full-glam contouring either. My soft spot is
something softer. warmer, more lived-in. Balkan beauty done the Italian way, I guess.

At 42, I think I’m finally finding my beauty language.

28/05/2026

Summer heat is here, in the Mediterranean part of the globe, and I am anything *but* a happy camper. 35°C apocalypse outside and (aggressive) air conditioning inside.

Before you accuse me of being nothing but a party pooper, because "isn't summer just great??", let me tell you I am a summer baby, and that makes me qualified to comment on it! 🤓

Here are my tips to surviving this - sure lovely - but also hostile time of the year:

Tip 1:
Never sit directly under the AC. This is advanced adulthood.

Tip 2:
Avoid (loose) bottoms ending above knees in artificially refrigerated places, as your bladder is going to file a complaint soon enough.

Tip 3:
Our bodies are not dramatic. Rapid temperature shifts genuinely irritate:
- bladder,
- muscles,
- sinuses,
- nervous system.
Act accordingly! Carry:
- spare panties everywhere (we are taught to promptly change our swimwear when it's wet; same goes for underwear, ladies!),
- deodorant,
- tiny pharmacy,
- emotional resilience,
- cardigan to be thrown over the shoulders in indoor polar conditions.

Meanwhile men in the office wearing:
- one polyester polo shirt,
- no layers,..all while spiritually unaffected.😭

20/05/2026

When I was little, my aunt (mom's younger sister) used to sew simple coordinated outfits for me. Usually a top and a skirt in the same fabric. Bright colours, flashy prints (very 80's and then add Balkan on top of that 😅). I loved them so much!

I do think that our personal style is, at least to some extent, informed and affected by those quiet emotional memories of what once made us feel beautiful, safe, playful and alive.

Coordinated sets in accent colours might come across as too elegant for daytime, too “fancy pajamas.” or just too put together for just running errands or having coffee.

But it's a yes from me. 😁

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